Her legs were shaking, they were completely out of her control, he had taken the power over he legs away from her, and as they stood together in the elevator she wondered how he could till stand calm and composed.
Like he hadn't driven her a mind numbing climax four times, like he wasn't taking her back to his apartment to finish what he had started.
He watched her fidget through his side eye, and the urge to jump her and fuck her right there in the moving elevator nearly consumed him, he wanted her badly and he hope d it didn't show from the tent in his pants he didn't want anybody I'm the office to know what was going on, she wasn't ready yet.
His eyes trail down to her legs and the memory of how her juices ran down her thigh made him clench his fist, she tasted divine, he had cleaned her all up with his tongue after her last orgasm and after that he had given her a few minutes to rest and regain a little bit of her common sense.
